Becoming the Yandere Omega's Fluffy Pet - Chapter 20

Chapter 20: “You Are Well Aware You’ve Gone into Heat in Front of Me…”

In her hazy state, Liu Ran heard someone tell her she would have to live with Ming Siyu for the rest of her life. To her, it sounded like the most vicious curse in the world.

Anxious to refute, she found her body pinned down as if by a massive boulder. She couldn’t move; despite her best efforts, she could only manage to part her lips.

Something small and bitter was shoved into her mouth. Immediately after, a flood of water was poured in. Driven by the instinct to swallow, Liu Ran gulped everything down.

Qi Zhen watched, dumbfounded. So, you can actually feed medicine like that.

After the medicine, Ming Siyu intended to blow-dry Liu Ran’s hair. Qi Zhen was once again hesitant: “Eldest Miss, the dryer will blow on her ears. She doesn’t let anyone touch them.”

Ming Siyu countered, “If I tell you to blow-dry it, do it. Enough nonsense.”

While Qi Zhen worked, Ming Siyu watched from the side. Because she was asleep, Liu Ran was unusually docile.

As the air flowed, Ming Siyu noticed the wolf ears twitching and shifting to avoid the wind. Those two silver-gray tufts of fur flapped against the dark hair flattening, pricking up, folding forward, and spreading back…

Ming Siyu’s heart grew itchy with desire. “Forget it, move aside. I’ll do it.”

Due to her leg injury, Ming Siyu couldn’t squat like Qi Zhen. She took the dryer, sat beside Liu Ran, and pulled the girl’s head onto her lap. While she dried the hair, she couldn’t resist grasping one of the twitching ears.

The ear wouldn’t stay still in her hand. It kept moving, but without any strength, it felt like it was teasingly tickling her palm. The natural warmth of the wolf ear combined with the warm air from the dryer made it feel exactly like a toasted marshmallow.

Ming Siyu thought, somewhat self-destructively: So be it if I’m addicted to her. Her original goal in buying Liu Ran was to live the last year of her life in comfort. By the time Liu Ran truly became her “Achilles’ heel,” Ming Siyu would likely be at the end of her life anyway. No one can manipulate the weakness of a dead person.

Once the hair was dry, Ming Siyu felt exhausted and prepared to rest.

She considered herself incredibly magnanimous regarding Liu Ran’s attack. She had allowed Liu Ran to sleep it off, found her a doctor, fed her medicine, and dried her hair. It wasn’t just generosity; it was care.

When she had watched the surveillance footage of Liu Ran running down thirty-six flights of stairs, she had genuinely felt the urge to kill her. That murderous intent had cooled with the rain hitting the car window, turning into a desire for a “stern punishment.”

Rage, like courage, fades with time. Liu Ran had run fast, and Ming Siyu hadn’t been able to lash out instantly. By the time she got home and saw the little wolf who had been baring its fangs two hours prior—curled up like a wounded, soggy ball, she thought: Let her be sick in peace first.

When Liu Ran woke up, she didn’t expect gratitude, but she did expect a sincere apology. She would forgive Liu Ran this time, provided she promised never to do it again.

Liu Ran rolled over on her lap. Her flushed face pressed tightly against Ming Siyu’s thigh. Her breath was still hot, and her face was young, full of nineteen-year-old collagen. When she wasn’t trying to look fierce, Liu Ran’s features were actually quite soft and obedient.

Suddenly, Liu Ran knit her brows tightly. Her eyelashes trembled, and two teardrops slid from the corners of her eyes, leaving watery tracks across the bridge of her nose.

Ming Siyu felt helpless. She wasn’t one to cry, yet by some twist of fate, she had bought a “crybaby” wolf who didn’t even forget to shed tears in her feverish sleep.

She prepared to head upstairs. Just as she lifted Liu Ran’s head, the girl turned with a sob and wrapped her arms around Ming Siyu’s waist.

Like a cat seeking a heat source in winter, Liu Ran laboriously shifted her heavy body closer, nuzzling her face against Ming Siyu’s lower abdomen. An aggrieved whimper escaped her throat: “Uuugh…”

The bath towel slipped, revealing a large expanse of snowy-white skin tinged with pink. Her entire back was exposed to Ming Siyu, marked with scars of varying depths. Shifting her gaze slightly, she saw the flat stomach hidden in the shadows, the graceful curve of the waist, and a breast half-blocked by an arm.

Liu Ran always righteously claimed she would never seduce anyone. Yet, everything she did was seductive. Ming Siyu didn’t know if Liu Ran truly didn’t understand what seduction was, or if she was just playing dumb.

The fever seemed contagious; Ming Siyu’s gaze became scorching. She yanked the towel back and wrapped Liu Ran up again. In the process, she noticed that besides the scars on her back, there were several circular scars below her ribs. They looked deep; unlike the other scars, the skin there was uneven and bumpy.

Her movements became gentler. Once wrapped, Liu Ran looked like a giant, peeled rice dumpling.

Liu Ran mumbled two words. Ming Siyu couldn’t hear and leaned down. Just as she put her ear close, she heard Liu Ran sob: “…I hate Ming Siyu so much, waah…”

Ming Siyu: “…”

She pushed the head off her lap with a heavy shove.

Fine. I should just send her to her death.

Liu Ran woke up feeling refreshed. She’d had a dream that her mother had woken up and she finally had someone to back her up. She had vented all her grievances, focusing specifically on her loathing for Ming Siyu. Then her mother had pushed her away, her head hit a rock, she felt dizzy, and then fell back asleep.

Recalling her actions, Liu Ran thought numbly that she probably didn’t have many days left to live. If you act on impulse, success means freedom, but failure means digging your own grave. She was the latter.

Ming Siyu wasn’t home. Qi Zhen said she had gone to the office early. A secretary had called with an emergency at a project site, and Ming Siyu had rushed off.

Liu Ran asked with difficulty: “Yesterday, I…”

“The Eldest Miss is wearing flat shoes today,” Qi Zhen said euphemistically.

Liu Ran’s world spun. She had bitten Ming Siyu so hard she couldn’t even wear heels. She gave a dry laugh. “Uh, Sister Qi Zhen, I want to go downstairs for a walk…”

“No,” Qi Zhen said. “The Eldest Miss specifically instructed before she left that Miss Liu is not allowed out.”

The hope of escape was crushed again.

Liu Ran spent the whole day on edge. To her surprise, Ming Siyu didn’t return that night. Qi Zhen called to check and found out the project was in the suburbs near another city; it was too much trouble to commute, so they stayed in a hotel nearby.

It wasn’t until a day later that Ming Siyu returned. She looked terrible, but she didn’t forget to deal with her little wolf.

“Liu Ran, come here.” Ming Siyu lay on the sofa with her legs crossed, her voice raspy with fatigue.

Liu Ran approached tremulously. It’s been two days; surely her anger has faded? Besides, she hadn’t bitten her on purpose Ming Siyu had pushed her too far. Even a rabbit bites when cornered.

“When you do something, either go all the way like tearing my throat out or don’t do it at all.” Ming Siyu rubbed her temples. “Liu Ran, give me an explanation.”

Liu Ran actually agreed for once. She had hurt Ming Siyu in a moment of impulse but failed to inflict a fatal blow, and she hadn’t the heart to ruin someone else’s job for her sake. The result was a lose-lose situation; she didn’t get her freedom and was under Ming Siyu’s thumb once again.

But she didn’t understand what Ming Siyu wanted her to explain. Why she bit her? She felt that didn’t need explaining. Anyone would be angry being forced under a desk. And Ming Siyu had stepped on her tail. At the thought of that scene, Liu Ran’s eyes turned red with shame and anger.

“I didn’t want to be under the desk…”

“Explain why you’re always trying to attack me.” Seeing her answer off-mark, Ming Siyu gave a patient prompt. In all fairness, Ming Siyu felt she had been quite good to Liu Ran; not a single scar on her body was her doing. She wanted to know if Liu Ran attacked her because of an uncontrollable biological reflex or if Liu Ran genuinely intended to hurt her.

“I don’t ‘always’ attack you.” It was just this once. Liu Ran didn’t know where this “always” came from. Most of the time she just resisted, never causing Ming Siyu any harm.

Ming Siyu clearly knew the ears and tail were only for a lover to touch, knew it would force her into heat, yet she still insisted on touching her—and wasn’t she even allowed to resist?

“No?” Seeing her stubbornness, Ming Siyu said coldly: “Imperial law clearly states that an Alpha releasing pheromones without an Omega’s consent is equivalent to assault or sexual harassment. You are well aware of how many times you’ve gone into heat in front of me.”

Liu Ran was both aggrieved and furious. “You think I want to—”

This bad woman, Liu Ran held back the words. “You think I want to go into heat for you? The wolf ears and tail are basically my third sexual characteristics. I told you a long time ago not to touch them. But you insist on bullying me.”

“I am a human, not an unfeeling toy. This is a normal physiological reaction. How can you say I’m doing it on purpose? If you insist on calling it assault or harassment, then you chose it yourself. I was forced into it.”

Hearing this, Ming Siyu’s mind went blank for a second.

Liu Ran releasing Alpha pheromones… wasn’t trying to use them to suppress or attack me, but was actually being petted into heat?

Support Becoming the Yandere Omega’s Fluffy Pet